pertwk Chapter 171 The Lord you worship has rather unique tastes.
Chapter 171 The Lord you worship has rather unique tastes.
"Give it to him."
After a moment, Strong tilted his head toward the Secretary of Defense.
The Secretary of Defense took out a military tablet terminal, entered the password, and handed it to Madison.
"This contains all the video footage of Raccoon City from beginning to end."
This includes the Dark Night Organization's clearing of the area, Lin Jianguo's appearance, and... the entire process of your three divine envoys' descent.
The defense minister's tone carried a subtle hint of sarcasm.
Madison ignored the sarcasm. He took the tablet and opened the video.
Strong and the other two stared intently at Madison's face, hoping to see his expression crumble.
The video has started playing.
At first, Madison appeared indifferent.
But when they saw the creature that resembled a goose, they were slightly surprised.
However, when he saw Lin Jianguo transform into a fire qilin, he snorted coldly, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the clouds in the sky parted, and golden light descended.
Madison bowed slightly and made the sign of the cross on his chest. This was the power of the Lord, something he knew all too well.
The video continues to fast forward.
Then, the scene shifted to Li Xiulan taking action. Space was torn apart, and the three divine envoys were firmly suppressed to the ground.
Madison frowned.
It was her, the former queen of the night?
When he saw Li Xiulan seal off the space and even imprison the divine messenger, his shock was beyond measure.
He still knew some information about Li Xiulan, who was once the strongest spatial awakener.
I never dreamed that the other party would be this powerful.
However, just as he was in shock...
On the screen, Li Xiulan raised her hand and waved.
The divine messenger's facade of holy light shattered instantly.
What happened next caught Madison's eye without reservation.
There are no sacred wings.
It has no holy body.
All that remained were twisted, blackened armor and the churning, boiling black flesh beneath it.
Countless black worms wriggled within the rotting flesh. The dense aura of death almost overflowed the screen.
Upon seeing this, Madison's fingers, which were gripping the tablet, trembled violently.
In the video, the ugly face covered in cracks is emitting a shrill scream.
"this……"
Madison's pupils contracted sharply.
His brain felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer at that moment.
Is this a divine messenger?
Is this the supreme being sent down by the Lord?
This looks like a disgusting corpse that crawled out of the deepest part of hell!
Decades of faith were shattered the moment the person saw this lump of rotting flesh, creating a deep, unfathomable crack.
He wanted to deny it, to loudly proclaim that it was a fake video.
But his keen perception told him that the power fluctuations in the video, although their appearance was stripped away, had a core source of the same origin as the holy light power flowing within him.
Madison felt a dryness in his throat.
Before he could even catch his breath.
The temperature in the video plummeted. A pitch-black vortex appeared out of nowhere.
A dark purple tentacle covered with barbed suckers and eyeballs emerged.
With a single lash, it seized the rotting flesh messenger that was attempting to self-destruct. The suction cups pierced the decaying flesh, greedily absorbing the energy within.
The agonizing screams of the messenger echoed through the meeting room via the flat-panel speaker.
Ten seconds.
The three high-ranking divine messengers, regarded by the Holy See as the ultimate force, were reduced to three pools of dried powder.
The tentacle even gestured twice towards the camera before slowly retracting into the vortex.
The video ended, and the screen went black.
The reception room was deathly silent.
Madison sat on the sofa, still holding his tablet. But his once dignified face was now drained of color, as pale as a sheet of paper.
My hands, which were holding the tablet, were trembling slightly and uncontrollably.
What are those tentacles?
That's a divine messenger who possesses a portion of the original power!
It was actually drained dry as if it were nourishment?
What terrified him even more was that the young man named Lin Fan in the video simply said "Dinner's ready," and his tentacles drained the angel dry.
What kind of monster is he raising?
Strong felt a perverse sense of pleasure as he looked at Madison's distraught state.
"Your Excellency the Archbishop."
Strong leaned forward, unable to suppress his sarcasm.
"I've finished watching the video. What are your thoughts?"
The Lord you worship has quite unique tastes.
Or rather, did the higher-ups in your Vatican actually know all along what these messengers of God really were?
This statement is extremely hurtful.
Madison snapped back to reality.
He looked at Strong, the shock in his eyes quickly suppressed by a surge of madness.
Questions arise? Of course.
Faith wavering? Inevitable.
But he was a smart man, and even more so, a powerful figure who was obsessed with authority.
No matter what kind of rotten monster the Lord is, no matter how evil this power is.
As long as this power allows him to maintain his current status and remain high above others, then it is the truth!
We absolutely cannot show weakness in front of the top brass of the United States now.
"Nonsense!" Madison slammed the tablet on the coffee table.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to steady himself, and stared coldly at Strong:
"Strong, do you think you can smear the Vatican with such despicable means?"
This is a heretical and evil illusion! It's a hoax created by that Chinese woman using her spatial abilities!
Strong laughed in exasperation:
"A scam? Millions of people are watching the live stream!"
"Archbishop, admit it! Your god is nothing but a monster hiding in the gutter, unable to see the light of day!"
"Shut up!" Madison stood up abruptly, his long red robe billowing even without wind.
A terrifying pressure instantly swept through the entire reception room.
Strong and the other two felt a tightness in their chests and were immediately slumped onto the sofa, finding it difficult to even breathe.
Madison's eyes were sinister.
"No matter what is in the video, the glory of the Lord must not be desecrated."
He looked down at Strong from his elevated position.
"The United States must fully cooperate with the Vatican to wipe out the Lin Jianguo family. I will report this to His Holiness the Pope immediately. During this time, your military must be on standby."
After saying that, Madison didn't give Strong a chance to refute him and turned to stride out the door.
Three Templar Knights followed closely behind.
The oppressive atmosphere only dissipated abruptly when the door to the reception room closed again.
Strong was panting heavily; the back of his shirt was completely soaked.
"These lunatics..." Strong gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment. "They've been insane for a long time."
The Defense Minister looked at the doorway with lingering fear: "Your Excellency, what do we do now? Do we really have to cooperate with them?"
"Cooperate my ass!"
Strong suddenly stood up.
"We can't afford to mess with the Lin family, those monsters, and we can't completely trust the lunatics at the Vatican."
"Immediately initiate Project Ark, transferring core resources and research personnel. The United States cannot become cannon fodder in this battle between two monsters!"
the other side.
Madison led the knight out of the white palace.
A night breeze blew, and Madison realized that her underwear was also soaked with cold sweat.
"Your Excellency the Archbishop," a knight asked respectfully, "shall we return to the Holy Land now?"
Madison stopped and glanced back at the brightly lit white palace.
The image of the rotting flesh angel and the tentacles of the abyss kept replaying in his mind.
"The divine messenger has been devoured... Lin Fan..."
Madison muttered to himself. He knew that this day was about to change completely.
"Contact His Holiness the Pope immediately."
Madison suppressed his fear, his voice hoarse.
"The situation in the United States is too complex. We simply can't handle it on our own. We need the Holy Land to send more cardinals, and also..."
He paused, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
"Tell the Pope that the threat level posed by the Lin Jianguo family has been raised to the level of world destruction."
Meanwhile, in the ruins of Raccoon City.
The Western restaurant, completely isolated by Li Xiulan's spatial barrier, was dimly lit.
The woman in red came up carrying several plates of freshly fried steaks.
Lin Fan cut off a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and turned to look at the dark night outside the window.
A thought suddenly popped into his head.
The giant crow has completely digested the previous nutrients and has leveled up once again.
And his mental energy could even attach itself to the Great Crow's mental energy, freely probing the area covered by the Great Crow's mental energy...
And this range...
It's huge!